Jesus for pardon, and who had accepted the great salvation He wrought for all the world; therefore, they were no longer judged according to their works, but were accounted righteous for his sake in whom they had believed, and through whom "all that believe are justified from all things from which they could not be justified by the law of Moses." This happy, thrice happy number, whose names were in the Book of Life, are at the right hand of Jesus, their sins remembered no more, not one of their iniquities mentioned to them, but the glorious Judge, the glorious Jesus, confesses them before an assembled world as his faithful disciples. But what will become of the rest of the world, of the dead in sin who were judged according to their works? (See ver. 15.) "Whosoever was not found written in the Book of Life was cast into the lake of fire." Do we not clearly see from this passage that there is no other Saviour than Jesus, no hope for the salvation of man by his own good works? Those who were judged according to their works were every one of them cast into the lake of fire; in other words, "whosoever was not found written in the Book of Life was cast into the lake of fire." Oh! are our names written in the Book of Life? How are we to know that they are? Simply by asking ourselves this question-do we believe in the Son of God? is He our Saviour? are we now saved by his blood? There is but one way of salvation from the wrath to come, and that is, Christ. Are we in Him now by faith? Then without troubling ourselves about the doctrine of election, we may rest assured that our names are in the Book of Life. "Believe in the Lord Jesus Christ, and thou shalt be saved." That is the only direction given to lost sinners. Believe, and be saved. "The last loud trumpet's wondrous sound Shall through the rending tombs rebound, And wake the nations underground. "Nature and death shall with surprise Behold the pale offenders rise, And view the Judge with conscious eyes. "Then shall, with universal dread, "Oh, then, what interest shall I make, "Thou mighty, formidable King, cr Forget not what my ransom cost, [39TH SUNDAY. "And there was no more sea."-REV. xxi. 1. THE sea is an emblem of change and variation; ever restless and in motion; though at one time calm, and at another tossed mountains high by stormy winds, fulfilling its Maker's word; what can better represent this life, with its everchanging, shifting scenes, its moments of calm, its long hours of trouble and temptation? But in another world there will be no more sea; all will be unchangeable for ever. The individual who has spent some months on the restless ocean will be able to realise the beauty of this image of calm and quiet rest- "And there was no more sea." His longings for the end of his wearisome sojourn on that changeable element will bear a faint resemblance to the believer's longings after heaven, the haven of rest. Can I realise the happiness of such a state? Does my soul long for rest, for heavenly rest? do I say, "O that I once past changing were, Fast in thy paradise, where no flower can * * "O let me, when thy roof my soul hath hid, Changes of frames and feelings are very trying to the true believer. When the light of God's countenance shines upon him he thinks it will be always so; and as soon as a cloud arises he is distressed and bewildered. But let us not think that, even in this world, it is necessary that we should experience the hidings of God's countenance: it is not necessary, for they are always caused by sin and unbelief. Our privilege is to rejoice evermore ; and it is from want of faith that we lose our joy in the Lord. Faith is the substance of things hoped for, the |